Yes, I actually feel excited. I will be moving sometime later this year down to live closer to my mother. I wish I could leave right now. I have spent my entire life either a child living with my parents or a mother living with my children. My children are adults. My youngest is almost 22 years old now. They live with me and they are alcoholics. I have scraped by just to give them a roof over their heads and they spend money, that I have no clue how they obtain, on alcohol. It is time I focused on me and my healing. I spend most of my life in my room so I don’t have to be around the drinking and so I avoid being spoken to horribly by my adult children. It is way past time this stopped. I informed them of the bills and that they will have to pay them or loose a roof over their heads. I have to stop worrying about them and worry about myself. I am leaving them better off than I ever was. They cannot even rent a place for the amount it costs to maintain this place. It is time they took the money the throw away on being drunk and using it to keep a roof over their heads. My youngest is insulin defendant diabetic and he does not do a darn thing to help himself. As long as I am here, they will never grow up and be responsible. So here it is! You have several months to find jobs and work out how you will pay the bills and care for the little one here. Good luck!
I absolutely hate living life from my bedroom. How wonderful it will be to have a house to myself. How delightful it will be to clean and it stay clean. I have no doubt they will continue to be the giant slobs that they are, but maybe, just maybe, a light will go off in their heads. I love my children, but I cannot live with them. Maybe I won’t have so much pain, when I am out of this negative environment. But even if I do, I will be able to rest in peace! So I have started a list of The things I will need in order to leave behind the things they will need. I am going to have a large yard sale so I can make some money toward the moving expenses. I finally see a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe, when they have to go without things, they will see how truly good they have always had it. I know that worked for me back when I was 17 years old with a four month old baby and moved into an apartment on my own for the first time. Suddenly, I did not have clothes or anything. Though, I have never been one much for drinking myself, so I did not waste money on that type of thing. I did spend years making where ever I lived, into a comfortable and nice place. I have tried so many times to get through to them and make them see how everything must be cleaned or it will eventually fail to work or even decay. So much of my life have been wasted on trying to get through to them and dealing with the horrible way they treat me. I for one, can no longer sit here hiding in my room from my own children and how they treat me.
Yes, it is high time I thought about myself and my well being! I am not getting any younger. I have never lived for myself. How magical this could all be! The excitement I feel is quite amazing. Gee, how long has it been since I feel like this? Let see, back in 2007 I felt excited and looked forward to a future. I was getting married and I was moving as well. So seven years then. My chronic pain began somewhat in 2009, but did not become a huge burden until after a beating in 2010. Think of the possibilities! Maybe I will find a doctor that can and will help me more. Maybe I will finally have some friends. I used to have friends, but let’s face it, no one likes being around nasty and negative people and that would be my children. It took everything I had to realize that leaving them is the best option. I always feared for them, but by doing that I have created two monsters. They need to fend for them selves. I went without a dryer for a long time and had to hang my clothes. My spoiled children refused to do that and I think back then was when I really started to see how rotten they really are! We want to give our kids everything, but giving them everything makes them very spoiled and they are unable to think for themselves. To this day they both come to me wanting me to answer their problems. No matter how many years I have told them that each of their choices will have consequences. I even got to the point I stopped doing everything for my son and pushed him to take care of it himself, but he just put it onto his girlfriend. Now, he is almost blind and shows a lot of issues with his memory all from refusing to take care of his blood sugars and his insulin therapy. He gets insulin through a pump. He has to have insulin or he will die, his body does not make any at all. When he was nine years old he got really sick and then dropped a bunch of weight. I felt him dying and took him to the doctor. They called a couple hours later and said to bring him to the ER immediately, because he was diabetic and his blood sugar was 1,250 and he could go into a coma at any moment. They think a virus attacked his pancreas and it stopped working. All he has to do is punch in what he eats and give himself enough to cover it, which he does often, but he refuses to take his blood sugar levels. It is impossible to control your glucose levels without knowing what your blood glucose is. I helped him get his insulin from the manufacturer when he turned 19 and Medicaid dropped him. Yes, they just dropped him even though he would die without insulin. I have told him for two years what he needs to do in order to get the supplies he needs for his pump, but he has not done a thing. It took him two years to finally try to find a doctor who would see him on a small fee. So, it doesn’t really matter what I say, does it. Nope, I will leave a list of places to contact and it is all up to him. My daughter, she is taking care of her son, but she finds a way to drink every night. She has a tendency to be happy in the early afternoon or when she is drunk and then later in the day she gets super depressed and is a nightmare to be around. Everything is everyone else’s problem but hers. So yeah, the day I move cannot come soon enough for me!